[exDemMom]

Their Beverly Hills store is a star. First time I went, the car attendants were dressed all in white with white baseball hats ... all bounding around with youthful energy. You are accompanied to the elevator .... then met by another attendant with great enthusiasm when your elevator reached your desired floor. You are coddled at every turn.

That would drive me nuts. I don't even shop at stores where they ask you what you need the moment you walk in the door. This sounds ten times worse.

Let me just browse until I find what I'm looking for. That's all I ask. If I can't find it in a reasonable length of time, I'll let someone know.

[bk1000]

"Let me just browse until I find what I'm looking for. That's all I ask. If I can't find it in a reasonable length of time, I'll let someone know."

[freedomlover]

I am exactly the same way when it comes to shopping for clothes. Leave me alone and let me flag you down if I have a question. My goal is to get in there and out of there as quick as possible.

I will find one shirt that fits, and then buy ten more without taking them out of the packaging. Pants? find one that fits, then three more in different colors go under the arm, and I’m heading for the cashier. Get me outta here.

My disdain for clothes shopping probably has an underlying root in the fact that I usually have to buy a larger size each time I go in, after I have seen my pasty self in harsh fluorescent lighting in three mirrors in the dressing room. Not pretty.

[tumblindice]

Same here. It got so bad in one store I finally told the last clerk `mugging’ me, “If you can tell me what I need, I’m all ears.” It was one of those electronics stores where they get a commission and I felt like a mule wading through a pihrana infested stream.
But now it is Mr. Internet with his tracking, “We saw you were viewing ______. Would you be interested in ______?”
Or, “You left something in your cart. Was it something we said?” I got this one the other day.